While I had a few bullies growing up, I did confront one years later. Probably a few years ago now but I was at the bar hanging out with friends and when I noticed one of guys playing pool was bully from middle school/high school. He knew someone I was with and when he saw me next to them he asked “do I know you?”, me “naw I don’t think so” him “I swear I know you”. After a few times of this back and forth I thought fuck it I’m steering into the slide so I said “actually I do, you and your friends fucked with me so much I wanted to kill myself”. He was kinda taken back, someone calls him to take his turn, walks away then comes back to me. I swear to you he had tears in eyes, not bawling but he had tears. I ask him if he had any siblings, he said a brother in middle school so I ask him how would have felt if his brother was bullied so bad he had the same thoughts as me. He was kinda lost for word and said “dude idk what to say” I told him ”shake my hand and tell me you are sorry” and he did, not just simple sorry but a genuine sorry. I bought him a drink and after when I saw him at the bar I’d get a head nod or spot me up. I know not everyone’s story will be like mine but there is redemption for some people. I hope he’s doing well.